owning a gun can save your life


❝ you may leave school, but school never leaves you. ❞ 
❝ things don’t change. we change. ❞
❝ do you know who i am? ❞
❝ i’m gonna tell her that i love her. ❞
❝ you have some jalapeno sauce here , next to this jar of eyeballs. ❞
❝ talk to me , i’m fluent in genius. ❞
❝ and this is why i cook alone. ❞
❝ so when do we get to drink the wine? ❞
❝ don’t answer a question with a question! ❞
❝ you’re see beauty in everything and everyone no matter where you go. ❞
❝ you’re on speaker , so behave. ❞
❝ or what? you’ll spank me? ❞
❝ you know i love you , right? ❞
❝ i know what it’s like to be afraid of your own mind. ❞
❝ i’ve got a glock levelled at your croch. ❞
❝ i need to know that i can be human. ❞
❝ you’re afraid you’ve let people down? ❞
❝ that’s the sweetest and saddest thing i’ve ever heard. ❞
❝ i think deep down , we’re all capable of unspeakable things. ❞
❝ there are things we don’t want to happen but have to accept. ❞
❝ we save one life , we save the world. ❞
❝ can you imagine my mom in a mule? ❞
❝ everybody wants to go to heaven , but nobody wants to die. ❞
❝ right now , what’s my worst quality? ❞
❝ just keep it clean and don’t call me honey. ❞
❝ sexy accent , badge and gun. just your type. ❞
❝ if you want to be mad at someone , be mad at me. ❞
❝ people need to know that they’re important. ❞
❝ what , did you join a boyband? ❞
❝ hey , wanna read? i always read when i’m anxious. ❞
❝ i didn’t know you were a bad flyer. ❞
❝ sit down and shut up. ❞
❝ i like knocking. ❞
❝ you know what? i’m done being nice. ❞
❝ do not make me hurt you. ❞
❝ now i have that memory burned in my mind for the rest of my life. ❞
❝ hey , what’s with you? you need a hug or something? ❞
❝ no , i understand. i just don’t care. ❞

please like or reblog the post and use them as you please:

  • for the sake of fighting
  • permanently occupied with your past
  • rolling with momentum
  • life is lonely and so am i
  • raise boys and girls the same way
  • art will survive, artists won’t
  • will nature make a man off me yet?
  • there will be a note
  • our respect ran so dry
  • life has a hopeful undertone
  • our brains are sick but that’s okay
  • i want to do all the things your lungs do so well
  • i’m dying to live
  • make art, not friends
  • thanks for the tragedy, i needed it for my art
  • i’m literally emo but let’s call it pop punk
  • raised to be stupid but taught to be nothing at all
  • we will find a destination that may only be seen with a naked mind
  • i sing of a greater love, let me know when you’ve had enough
  • life isn’t about finding yourself, it’s about creating yourself
  • i am not afraid to walk this world alone
  • try going to war
  • a microscopic miracle
  • a mortal playing god
  • put on some war paint
  • joy bloody division that’s who
  • if it looks like i’m laughing, i’m really just asking to leave
  • i’m not like them i can’t pretend
  • i’m just the way the doctor made me
  • i can’t stand my own mind
  • a poet is a blind optimist
  • i accept lostness forever
  • when did you look at your skin and decided you were an impotent dirty old locomotive?
  • well, my gun fires seven shades of shit
  • i saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness
  • i don’t do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision
  • she tasted like imported sophistication and domestic cigarettes
  • love is a haunting melody that i have never mastered and fear i never will
  • great writers are indecent people, they live unfairly saving the best part for paper
  • well you can hide a lot about yourself, but honey what are you gonna do?
  • i was killing before killing was cool
  • another cog in a murder machine
  • we are all a bunch of animals that never paid attention in school
  • it was the roar of the crowd that gave me heartache to sing
  • these bright lights have always blinded me
  • ask no questions and you’ll get no lies
  • you’re always haunted by the idea that you’re wasting your life
  • i exist too much
  • but i come to love you, am i born to bleed?
  • i must admit i can’t explain any of these thoughts racing through my brain
  • who says we have cold hearts?
  • the most heroic word in all languages is revolution
  • born from some mother’s womb (just like any other room)
  • reach the dumb to fool the crowd
  • self induced manipulation
  • tv taught me how to feel now real life has no appeal
  • if all we are is just machines let’s become a miracle and break free from these chains
  • those who don’t know their history are doomed to repeat it
  • what would you rather be? the poet or the poem?
  • we are drowning in information but starved for knowledge
  • he made me understand why hurricanes are named after people
  • when you look death in the eye and death blinks first nothing seems impossible
  • he pretend he’s okay but you should see him late at night 
  • nothing kills a man faster than his own head

So.. Here’s just survival tips for all my friends out there. Listen to it, don’t, whatever. Just some friendly advice. It’s probably going to sound like it’s geared towards men, but it’s really towards all genders, imo.

  1. Keep a knife on you. A folding knife, a fixed blade knife, whatever’s your preference, but keep a knife on your person at all times, you never know when you might need it. Don’t be afraid to splurge on the knife either, it can be your best friend in a tough situation. If you can’t afford a good knife, that’s okay. Get a decent/cheap knife and carry it until you can afford a good knife.
  2. Always carry a set of tools in your car. Preferably a hammer, a set of screw drivers, a set of wrenches, etc. Something. Things you can work with. Learn to use them. Even if you can’t use them, you might be with someone who can, but please, learn to use them.
  3. Have a flashlight. Either on your person, or in your vehicle. Say what you want, but that can be some serious damn comfort in a dark situation. [Haha, see the fucking pun I made there? Whatever, bite me.] Also, it’s nice to see what you’re doing in the dark.
  4. Always carry a lighter, even if you don’t smoke. You can make friends that way, but it’s also nice to be able to build a fire in case you have to do it in a pinch.
  5. Learn self defense. This isn’t always about how to fight, but how to avoid a fight ot a bad situation in general. Learn how to de escalate a bad situation, or how to end one before it begins. Understand that fair fights are schoolyard bullshit, and that the only winner of a fight is one who survives it.
  6. Learn about guns. It’s okay if you don’t like guns, but you still need to know about them. Even if you never want to own or touch a gun, sometimes knowing how to use one can save your life or someone else’s life. Also, it helps if you ever witness a crime, you could describe what the suspect had to the authorities, or possibly what the fuck to hide behind if that asshole starts shooting. Mostly because you can get an idea of what it’s gonna penetrate, or how many shots they have.
  7. Learn a skill that people feel is antiquated. Canning, preserving. Fuck it, crocheting or tanning. Learn it. Learn how to work with metal, or how to make soap. Stuff like that can be hella fun, and you can even use it for side cash. Also, just in case the world goes to shit, you’ve now got a skill that’s suddenly really fucking useful. Imagine that.
  8. Take the time to meet your neighbors. Make friends with them, or at least build up a decent repertoire. Pay a visit to your local fire department or police department, do a police ride along. Hell, bring a cheap box of doughnuts to either place and you can make friends/leave a decent impression with either. Occasionally volunteer at a shelter if you’ve got the time. You’ll always feel better if you’re in a bad situation and you’re around someone you know.
  9. Be a decent person, but don’t take anyone’s shit. You’re not anyone’s bitch. Unless, well, you like that kind of stuff, and then hey. 

A Broken Soul

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Title: A Broken Soul

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Word Count: 1,010

Warnings: Death and Angst

A/N: It’s Satan Sunday!! This was requested by an Anon! I hope you enjoy this! <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I could always use more Lucifer requests! I love you all so much! <3 <3

Life was never simple for you.  You became a hunter at the age of sixteen.  Ever since then, you’ve been on your own.  You never cared about being on your own.  That is, until you met a fallen archangel; Lucifer.  It was love at first sight for the both of you.  

Since Lucifer was let out of his cage, there were more demons and angels coming after you.  You were seen as his weakness.  Lucifer did his best to assist you.  He didn’t want to attract any more attention to you.  The fallen archangel couldn’t put you in anymore danger.  He loved you too much.  Lucifer couldn’t always be there to protect you.

When Lucifer teleported himself to your safe house, he stood outside for a few minutes.  He didn’t want to do this, but he had no choice.  You were his top priority.  He loved you more than anything.  Lucifer opened your door slowly, poking his head through the doorway.  “[Y/N],” Lucifer called out.  “It’s me, Lucifer.”  He entered your safe house, shutting the door behind him.

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Leave Me - Crowley x Reader

So I did the thing again…you know the thing where I don’t post for awhile because of school work? Yeah, that thing…

Anyway, I grouped up some requests again because they were very similar to each other, so here you go. Hope y’all enjoy. ;)

Word Count: 938

Warnings: Umm…swearing and the reader gets hurt.


@maleficientmacleod (it won’t let me tag you for some reason…)

89. “I’m not leaving you!” and 90. “I can’t do this anymore.”


52. “Can I kiss you?” and 85. “I will never apologize for saving your life, even if it costs me my own.”

and last but not least anonymous who requested:

69. “Why the hell are you bleeding!?”

“Agh, fuck,” you cursed, hand reaching down to cover the wound on your stomach. You were losing blood quickly and needed a way to stop the blood flow.

You were currently sat on the floor, slumped against a wall in a supply closet, hiding from the rogue demons roaming the building. Your breaths came out ragged and heavy as you pointed your gun at the door with your free hand. There wasn’t much time before they would find you, so you might as well go down swinging.

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Chara (the first fallen human) is a textbook case of a psychopath.
(note: this is not a slur, it is the criminology and psychology label for a person with a mental illness / criminal acts that match certain criteria, and Chara matches all but the sexual ones, for obvious reasons as they are a child).

People just don’t understand how horrible their actions really are or the reason they act this way. They have a mental illness, they are a perfect example of all they things they look for when diagnosing psychopaths as a subgroup of Antisocial Personality Disorders. They commit suicide in their plan to destroy humanity, they planned to not only force Asgore, Toriel, and Asriel watch them, their adopted child, die, but also take their biological son away from them to turn themselves into a god. People just haven’t looked at the text in the game and put the pieces together.

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I’ll never be over this.The first scene- the look on his face and way he keeps moving his fingers around… He can do this. One more little push, fix your grip Stiles come on, you can do this. To save them you can do this, don’t be so selfish, don’t be such a coward. Push in the blade.

But then he doesn’t, he figures it out. He beats the Nogitsune at his own game. He saves his friends (most of them but damn if Allison and that stupid asshole Aiden weren’t going to haunt him for the rest of his life), and he bought himself more time. More time to live, to do better, to find penance.

And when he has the gun at his head you can see it on his face- his mouth trembles, but his eyes stay firm. He is braced, he is ready. This is it, this is his penance. Before, he couldn’t do it, but now? Now with this gun between his eyes Stiles knows that this is what his extra time bought him, the moment to die in the right way, to help however he can. It will be ugly, and brutal, but doesn’t he deserve it? If he dies now then he can’t ruin more lives, can’t break more people.

The trembling mouth? I don’t see fear. I see anticipation. Stiles doesn’t know fear for himself anymore, only fear for his friends. He deserves no fear- because what can be scarier than his own mind?

He is ready. He can do this. He can do this.

tbh i just gathered lines from a mix of southern ( or southern-sounding ) songs i’ve had on repeat too long. enjoy. change pronouns or anything you want.

  • ❛  You know that I could never let you down.  ❜
  • ❛  What you want, you ain’t got. What you got is all that you need.  ❜
  • ❛  Am I the one you were sent to save?  ❜
  • ❛  I was drunk.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s about time I settle on down.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m not saying this is the end.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll live my life my own damn way.  ❜
  • ❛  Why did love put a gun in my hand?  ❜
  • ❛  If you ain’t got money, we can’t save your soul. ❜
  • ❛  And all God’s people said, ‘amen.’  ❜
  • ❛  Nobody prays unless they lose a son.  ❜
  • ❛  Maybe too much paradise.  ❜
  • ❛  Something came calling, and I knew this time I’d have to go.  ❜
  • ❛  If I can’t feel it in my chest, I’m in the wrong damn place.  ❜
  • ❛  I can sleep when I’m dead.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s a man down below that needs my sympathy.  ❜
  • ❛  Since I was thirteen years old, I’ve had my fist to the sky.  ❜
  • ❛  If there’s a God, baby, she won’t mind.  ❜
  • ❛  You better come for what’s yours before I take it as mine.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m looking for a one-on-one-on-one relationship.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t hold back. ❜
  • ❛  She’s so fine, and she don’t mind at all.  ❜
  • ❛  Each step you take is another I crawl.  ❜
  • ❛  Come on and just lie to me.  ❜
  • ❛  Time won’t save our souls. ❜
  • ❛  Nobody prays unless they lose a son.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m still drunk. I’m still crazy. I’m still blue.  ❜
  • ❛  You know nothing ain’t right.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll come get you when it’s safe for us to move.  ❜
  • ❛  I made brothers of a different kind instead.  ❜
  • ❛  At the time, I didn’t know just how hard the wind could blow towards disaster.  ❜
  • ❛  I will not let my future go on without the help of my soul.  ❜
  • ❛  I may have no Jesus. I may have no soul.  ❜
  • ❛  The first thing you see is the last thing you should.  ❜
  • ❛  For the reasons you hold, give reasons to die.  ❜
  • ❛  Nobody prays unless they lose a son.  ❜
  • ❛  The devil gave me a crooked start when he gave me crooked feet.  ❜
  • ❛  That voice will haunt my every dream until the day I die.  ❜
  • ❛  Mama didn’t raise no slave. ❜
  • ❛  Nothing better to do on a Tuesday night but give me hell.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t see much of you around here anymore. I guess it’s just as well. ❜
  • ❛  You’re always seventeen in your hometown.  ❜
  • ❛  You keep on running, boy, you’ll run yourself in the ground.  ❜
  • ❛  She probably won’t even remember my name, just like she didn’t back then.  ❜
  • ❛  Nobody prays unless they lose a son.  ❜
  • ❛  Ain’t got much, and I don’t care.  ❜
  • ❛  The whole damn world is gonna know I’ve been here.  ❜
  • ❛  Everyone is king when there’s no one left to pawn.  ❜
  • ❛  Let your demons run.  ❜
  • ❛  To live the way you please doesn’t sound like possession.  ❜
  • ❛  You didn’t like me then. You probably won’t like me now. ❜
  • ❛  Jesus hates your high school dances.  ❜
  • ❛  When you get damned in the popular opinion, it’s just another damn of the damns you’re not giving.  ❜
  • ❛  If you wanna see a miracle, watch me get down.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m trying to believe you’re mine.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t fear what you can’t see.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll hold on to you. You hold on to me.  ❜
  • ❛  Hey brother, won’t you buy me a drink, ‘cause my throat is dry.  ❜
  • ❛  Maybe I miss your kiss just a little bit.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t let the ever-rolling motion go and get you down.  ❜
  • ❛  Just have the strength to know you’re wrong, and when you’re right, the strength to stand your ground.  ❜
  • ❛  Could you try to keep it down? I was up kinda late last night.  ❜
  • ❛  I just rolled in an hour ago.  ❜
  • ❛  Bad news travels faster than any good news that you hear.  ❜
  • ❛  Makes you wonder why we’re here.  ❜

I may lose followers for this because it’s very controversial but I don’t care at this point. The man who committed the mass shooting in Orlando last night had a history of beating his wife up before they divorced so domestic violence, he was clearly unstable bc of that , and he had previously been investigated by the FBI for suspected terrorist connections yet he was still able to easily access a military rifle that was used to murder and injure many people. This was a statement against the LGBT community (it happened in a gay bar) and against humanity in general. How many times does it take before we realize that something needs to be done about it? Hmm lets see. If my sources are correct, It was the same gun used in Sandy Hook and the same gun used at the theatre in Aurora. Three strikes you’re out I say. Even guns that police use are designed so that once the bullet makes contact it stops so it only impacts one person. The guns used in these attacks were designed to kill as many people as possible, as fast as possible. They don’t stop on impact; they go through and potentially hit someone else. There is no reason that an unstable man with a history of violence should be able to own a weapon like that. How many people need to die before we figure out that gun control isn’t “taking away your rights”. It’s saving lives. This same weekend a singer I have been inspired by since middle school was fatally shot in front of her fans at a concert by someone who had been stalking her. Gun control isn’t about taking away your “rights as an american”. Personally I value the right to life above letting anyone own a weapon that can easily kill Peopele who wants one.

'Hidden Secrets' Series - Part 11: Secrets from the Past

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Liamand Y/N were sitting across from each other in a booth behind the big window at the front of the shop. The shop was a cute retro 80s themed place. The floor was checkered in black and white tiles. Red booths with a small white stripe ran against three of the walls. Towards the fourth wall was a counter top with red round stools steeled into the black and white checkered floor. Towards the back corner, the jukebox was playing Pat Benatar’s “Love is A Battlefield.” Hanging on the walls were framed pictures of 80s icons, such as Michael Jackson, Madonna, Clint Eastwood, Harrison Ford, Chicago, Queen, Tina Turner, and many more.

In the shop, couples on a dates and families were sitting throughout the ice cream shop enjoying each other’s company while eating the best homemade ice cream in town. Liam had already finished his three scoops of cookies and cream in a waffle bowl, as Y/N bit the last of her cone that had two scoops of rocky road.

Liam placed his elbows on the table, fisted his hands together, and rest his chin on his knuckles. “Well, you know everything about me. You know about my parents, my IED,” he then lowered his voice, “and the inner animal in me.”

Y/N couldn’t help but laugh at his words. “You know if someone had heard that, they might have thought of something else in the wrong way.” She noticed the confused look on Liam’s face and could tell he didn’t understand what she was trying to say. She cleared her throat and whispered, “Lady in the streets but a freak in the sheets.” 

Liam immediately blushed and buried his face in his hands. “That’s not what I meant,” he mumbled in his hands.

Y/N giggled and grabbed his hands into hers. She smiled, “I know you didn’t, but I couldn’t help myself. That was too easy. But I know what you meant.”

“What I was trying to say was, I don’t know anything about you and your family. I mean I know about the business and your brothers, but what about your parents? Any other family members?”

Y/N stayed quiet. She had never told anyone about her family. She’s never stayed in one place long enough for someone to ask her about them. She never had someone who stuck around long enough to ask her. Truthfully, she was glad she never did tell anyone because her family isn’t like other families. Her family history is dark, horrible, and tragic. Liam only knew about her brothers because Argent had mentioned them to the pack before. She loved Liam. He’s her best friend, her soul mate, and her partner. She knew she would have to break down the walls that she’d built at some point and let someone in. That time has come, and she was glad it was someone like Liam. 

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I needed to say this for a while so here goes:

It’s not Bruce/Natasha in general I mind, it’s not even the idea of Natasha being with anyone in general that irks me (because women can be in love and still be strong)  it’s how and when they did it. It’s that they used Natasha as a plot device again. It’s that they use one of their strongest female characters, one whose back story, and morals, and hopes for redeeming herself are so fucking rich you could fill four movies at marvels lengths at least with it. It’s that they didn’t even try to explore her story beyond “I did terrible things and therefore can only become a good person by being seen and loved and deemed worthy by men” It’s the fact that they refuse to see her as anything else but the girl sidekick who kicks some serious ass. Because, yes, she does, and yes she can be the sidekick to Cap or Tony for all I care because they are one badass team, but please let her be the hero on her own time. Let us see her story. Let us see the woman she is now and the woman she was, the assassin growing into a person whose thoughts go beyond what do I need to survive and veer into what do I want, what do I expect from my own life. Show us that she is a person. Show us that she is fucking worth it. She us the warrior she is. Show us the undoubtedly sweet person she can be, the one that wants you to trust her, to believe in her not just because she looks good, or because she knows how to handle a gun, but because she’s got your back.

Show us the woman that Clint found worthy of saving, that Natasha herself found worthy of saving. Show us the strength she found to start a new life, to turn away from all the horrible things they made her do. Show us how she adapts to being a SHIELD agent. Show us how it must have taken long to gain respect from the people she worked with because of what she had done. Show us how she deals with having been used as a weapon. 

Show us how after SHIELD fell she lost everything she knew to be good and virtuous but went on going, because she knows now, that she has a support system. Show us that she has people standing behind her, like she is standing in their corner. Show us that she has a life. One that is damn well worth of being shown on the big movie screen. Show us her worth, her colors, her strengths, her weaknesses, her multitudes. Show us that she is human. Show us that her life is full of stories being worth told from her perspective. Show us that she is the main character in her own story, not Cap, not Tony, not Bruce, not anyone, but her. 

And after that, yes, why not give her a relationship. One that contains layers, and love, and affection. For the love of it, yes go ahead and pair her with Bruce I’m sure that in a different scenario they’d actually be an amazing couple because it would show that not only has she grown belief in herself enough to form a relationship, to trust someone with her heart, her vulnerability, but it would also show that he starts to trust himself again, starts to learn that even when dangerous you can’t possibly go through life alone. 

Show me all of it but show us that she has a story to tell herself first. 

signs as michael scott quotes
  • Aries: "I'm not superstitious, but I am a little stitious."
  • Taurus: "I feel like all my kids grew up and then they married each other! It's every parent's dream!"
  • Gemini: "I'll start a sentence, and I don't even know where it's going. I just hope I find it along the way. Like an improv conversation - an improversation."
  • Cancer: "Presents are the best way to show someone how much you care. It is like this tangible thing that you can point to and say, 'Hey man, I love you this-many-dollars'-worth.'"
  • Leo: "I know what it's like to have your butt kissed. Literally."
  • Virgo: "These are our demands. Our balls are in your court."
  • Libra: "Well, well, well. How the turntables."
  • Scorpio: "If I had a gun, with two bullets, and I was in a room with Hitler, Bin Laden, and Toby, I would shoot Toby twice."
  • Sagittarius: "You have to play to win, but.... you also have to win to play."
  • Capricorn: "I am Beyoncé always."
  • Aquarius: "I saved a life. My own. Am I a hero? I can't really say. But yes."
  • Pisces: "Dwight, you ignorant slut."

anonymous asked:

how do you practice anatomy?

Ideally drawing from life is the way to go. But that’s not always an option, so I draw from reference! Lots and lots of drawing from reference! Deviantart is a great place to find stock images that awesome people make for artists like us! Here is a good place to start, you can narrow it down by category as well! Remember if you heavily use a reference and decide to post it, check to see if the photographer has any terms for sharing - usually they’re alright with you using it as long as you link back to them (source) and not use it for any sort of commercial purpose. Try not to trace, but pay attention to the structure - you’ve got skin stretched over muscle built on a skeletal structure. Stick figures are important! They help you figure out weight and proportion and joints. 

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